The Basics

So I slept till 4:00 PM today. Didn't mean to but I guess I needed it. After sleeping for 12 hours a night all summer my body is having trouble re-adjusting to the 8 hour sleep schedule. Every morning this week it has been pissed off about having to get up at noon. But it's gonna be even more pissed off tomorrow when I have to work at 9:30 AM.

Laura's parents are coming to visit tomorrow. I think they're gonna stay all week. Which meant that most of today's waking hours were spent straightening up the house for them. I cleared out the living room. It looks beautiful now. Of course the dining room looks worse cause all I did was move everything from the living room in there. So now I have to worry about straightening that up, but then again when do I not? I also did some laundry since I had no clean work clothes.

Went out to dinner with Elisabeth. She gave me some low cost housing information. I plan on examining it...later. Tonight I spent some time looking over and trying to understand my health care benefits. They're pretty good. Even though dental coverage doesn't kick in until you've been there a full year, it covers the cost of oral surgery. Medical kicks in 60 days after you've started work. Ditto for life insurence.

I've talked Michael into coming over here on Sunday to watch A Streetcar Named Desire with me. Today was his last day of work so he's got some free time. Tomorrow is going to be an activity free day. I'll probably end up staying awake all night and just going in to work unrested, crash when I get back here tomorrow afternoon.

I need to take a bath.

I Spy

So I found this old survey in the drafts file of my Yahoo account. I can't remember if I ever sent it out. It's dated Nov. 3, 2002. I found it rather funny so I thought I'd post it.

I am: Clinically Depressed

I am not: Afraid go through your drawers when you leave me alone in your apartment.

I love: reading a really good book

I hate: having to pay for my education

I ate: vanilla pudding at the caf. And it was good

I said: That role playing lingo reminds me of French

I fear: Death

I hope: I pass all my classes this term

I want: to kill Mary Mefferd

I regret: Not having killed her when I had the chance

I cry over: Kirk's Death

I care about : All my friends

I always: seem to lose my keys

I listen: to Tori Amos

I belive: in evolution

I hide from: I'll get back to you

I sing when: I'm in the shower

I write: too much

I miss: Kirk

I learned: how to swim when I was 3

I feel: sleepy

I know: I'm a good writer

I dream about: Mary Morales quite frequently

I wonder about: what I'm gonna do after I graduate college

I have: 4 Bratz dolls

I give: away my heart way too easily

I fight: with my teachers on a regular basis

I need: to go to bed so I can wake up for the choir concert tomorrow

I say: I really need to go to sleep

Wake Up

It is 9:30 AM. I am sitting at the circ desk. Still got half an hour before the library doors open. Sebatian and I are schleping around checking email and what not. I got an hour of sleep last night. Not to mention the fact that I have no money and therefore will not be able to buy lunch today. I'm going to be in a very bad mood when I get home.

And Thus the Day Plods Slowly Along

The day has been slow. I have been tired. I have also been out to lunch which means I have no money to get the train home which means I'm gonna have to walk. Which is finebecause I think I would have keeled over if I hadn't been fed. At least now I'll have enough energy to make it home by foot. Sebatian just went out to lunch which is why I can type this. Not that I couldn't type it with him here. Quite honestly I don't think he gives a shit what I do out here, but it gives a better impression if I do something other than type in my journal all day long. I don't even really have anything to write about. I'm just bored. So I thought I'd update. La la la.

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Once again I'm writing not because I have anything particularly stellar to share, but because I'm insanely bored. Just one hour of work left and it promises to be the longest. Such hours always are when you really want to leave. It's like those last five minuets of class right before vacation, the ones that never seem to end, you wind up staring at the clock, astounded by the fact that the hands don't appear to be moving. In the time it has taken me to type this I don't think my watch has forged forward even a millisecond. And I'm betting I spelled that word wrong. Eh, so be it.

There are maybe ten people in here. It's basically the start of a three day weekend so not many students have bothered to haul their cookies all the way out here. Columbus Day off, after five years of Knox that's something of a novelty. When I was initially hird, and told what holidays I'd be getting off I thought, "Oh man, that's right! This country has national holidays!" I'd forgotten such things existed. For the last five years my life has been sectioned off by winter break, spring break, and summer break, nothing else. There were no three day weekends. It was all or nothing.

Ooh, check it out, the hands of the clock just surged five minutes forward. Sweet!

At four Sebatian will make the half hour announcement, I'll start counting the money and then we'll twidle our thumbs till everyone clears out. Then I have the pleasure *groans* of walking all the way home because I spent all my money on lunch! Normally I wouldn't mind but I'm SOOOOO tired. I just want to get home as fast as possible so I can pass out on my bed.

Dude! Now a whole TEN minutes has passed. *throws confetti*

I'm hungry. I'm gonna have to eat before I pass out. I'm also gonna have to change the sheets on Mom's bed but I'm not gonna think about that right now. Nor am I going to think about the walk home, or the fact that I didn't bring my walkman with me to work today. I need caffeine. And cheese.